But I did not care it was really turning me on so I continued to snap pictures as often as I could. She then sat down on the bench located on her side... of the bed. It is where she gets dressed in the mornings. As she sat down she faces the bed, the bench is in front of the window. I then notice how hard her nipples had gotten with in a short time. Then I looked down at her crouch and notice you could see through them with a great view of the outline of her wet pussy. I almost could not control. She thought about Neil and what he had told Karl what he wanted. She knew that she must sit down with him and have a good talk about everything that had happened but this was not the time. She too was hungry. She turned and kissed Karl. “So its lunch at our local is it then?” Karl smiled. “And no touching.” Karl reached down between her thighs, “I can’t guarantee that,” he told her. “Especially as you will be wearing stockings.” “Stockings? I didn’t put stockings out for Neil to take with. "Oh!" she exclaimed, "oh yeah, is he going lick your pussy?" My tongue was almost to Becky's clit when she gently grabbed my hair and stopped me. I thought maybe she was just testing me and wasn't going to have me actually do it. "Not me, baby... her," Becky said firmly. 'Wait? What? She wanted me to lick Tori's pussy? To lick Coop's cum out of Tori's pussy?' thoughts raced through my head. My heart suddenly pounded in my chest. But again, Becky wanted me to do this, so I knew I was going to do. Supporting himself on an elbow, he tilted up at the waist and loosened her bodice and corset. Although the dress slid down, liberating her breasts, it did not come off. The new freedom from the whalebone stays allowed her greater ease of movement, however, and he was rewarded with new stimulations to his manhood, forcing him back to the floor in his euphoria. She clasped his thighs tightly with her calves, and, using her body for leverage, fell sideways to the floor, pulling him on top of her..